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The Royal Stables
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2026-09-22 17:44:08
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Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Prince’s Confusion
Kaelen’s POVThe sharp smell of dirt and copper blood still hung in the stable air, but my mind was stuck on the boy standing in the middle of it all.Asher.I couldn't take my eyes off him. He stood there in that oversized, wine-stained crimson silk tunic. A wolfless stray, a simple slave from the East, surrounded by six calm War-Wrags that usually took ten grown, blooded warriors to control.He had no Alpha aura. Yet, with a wooden pitchfork, a handful of quiet hand signs, and a soft click in his throat, he had brought hundreds of pounds of wild muscle to a complete standstill.There was far more to this boy than the quiet, helpless creature he tried to act like. A sheep farmer's son from the border doesn't stand face-to-face with a lunging alpha beast without his pulse jumping. Asher hadn't even blinked. He had moved with a strange, trained precision that belonged to someone who had spent his whole life around command, not someone who shoveled filth for a living.For the first tim
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Trap Closes
Asher’s POVMy head snapped back.The massive black Wrag was crouched low, its thick legs digging deep into the mud as it prepared to spring straight for my throat. Yellow foam dripped from its black jaw, and its red eyes were wide, completely out of its mind with wild rage.For a second, my eyes darted past the beast's head and landed right on Prince Vaelin.Shit… not that annoying Alpha again.I didn't even hear him walk into the stables. He was standing near the doorway in his dark leather armor. His hand was resting on the hilt of his broadsword. His cold gaze was fixed on me. He looked genuinely surprised for a split second, his jaw tight, but there was no time to care about whatever was going through his head right now.The beast lunged.I didn't think. My body just reacted. I swung the wooden handle of the pitchfork up, jamming the ash wood straight into the soft underside of its jaw before its teeth could clamp onto my face.The brute let out a painful, strangled yelp. Its fr
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Royal Stables
Asher’s POVI was definitely not going to his damn room.I stood in that dark stone passage for maybe five seconds after Kaelen left, watching his long black cloak disappear around the bend. My skin was still prickling from his breath. But the second the hallway went quiet, my brain clicked back on.Fuck waiting in his chambers like a good little trophy. If I stayed put, I was just waiting to be trapped. Besides, if the Citadel was going crazy over something happening at the stables, then I wanted to see it. I needed to know every single thing happening in this fortress. Every distraction was an opportunity that I could use.I stepped out of the shadow, keeping my boots quiet against the flagstones as I trailed the shouting guards.I stayed about twenty paces behind them, blending into the dark edges of the corridor. Torchlight flickered against the damp stone walls as more guards ran past, swords half-drawn, shouting over each other about broken chains and panicked beasts. I kept my
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Golden Cage
Asher’s POV“My… my…”I couldn’t even get the fucking words out. My throat was dry and my tongue felt heavy. Damn. My mind was still trapped back in Vaelin’s war room, picturing him standing over that dropped parchment, getting ready to destroy me.Before I could force another word past my teeth, Kaelen pressed his ringed finger against my lips, hushing me softly.He looked into my eyes as his grip shifted to the back of my neck. His fingers tangled into my hair. He dragged me backward off the main corridor into a dark, narrow stone passage.Kaelen flooded the tiny space with his pheromones.It hit me like a wave of thick heat—heavy, sweet, and suffocating, reeking of spiced wine and dark jasmine. It filled my nose, sinking deep into my chest until my head felt light and my legs became weak. My body wanted to fight it, but the scent was created to strip a wolfless man of his instincts, turning muscle into water.“Look at you,” Kaelen said, his eyes gleaming in the dim shadow. He reac
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Slip
Asher’s POVMy boots hit the cold flagstones of the corridor, the oak door snapping shut behind me.I didn't stop right away. I kept my chin up and my spine straight, taking long, steady strides down the dim hallway away from Vaelin’s war room. My jaw still ached where his damn fingers had dug into my skin, but I kept my face blank for the two guards stationed outside. They watched me pass but I didn't give them a glance.The second I turned the corner and stepped into the quiet shadow of a stone archway, my knees buckled.I slammed my back against the damp stone wall and slid down a few inches, swallowing hard against the lump in my throat. My hands were shaking. Actually shaking. I stared at my trembling fingers in the dark, hating myself for it, hating every weak bone in my body.Fuck this… fuck all of this.My breathing came fast and ragged. The deadpan mask I’d worn for weeks was cracking, piece by piece, and I couldn't stop it. Vaelin was nothing like Kaelen. Kaelen was blinded
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Calculus of War
Vaelin’s POVThe noise in the main hall was loud enough to give a lesser man a headache.Hundreds of drunken Western warlords downing ale, tearing into roasted meat with their hands, and shouting over each other like animals in a pit. I didn't drink. I barely touched the meat on my plate. My eyes stayed glued to the room, tracking every guard rotation, every open exit, and every idiot who had too much wine in his belly.Then my brother made a complete fool of himself.CLANG.Kaelen slammed his iron flagon onto the high table, the sound cutting straight through the roaring chatter around us.I didn't turn my head right away. I just cut my eyes sideways, watching the scene play out. Malakor—that fat, worthless excuse for a steward—was standing over the Eastern slave with his right fist pulled back, ready to strike. The slave stood there, holding a silver wine pitcher, his face totally blank. But it wasn't the boy's split lip or his cold eyes that made my pulse spike.It was the damn shi
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